The Refrigerator Boogies

I was dancing and prancing And singing whooped Dee Dee Not realizing I was not alone Until he opened his shirt to me He threw out the mayo, some jam and some jelly, a real hoot. I caught the chocolate milk in midair, he was dancing up a toot. He laughed and winked and some ice fell down his crushed ice shoot He was a rascal, a scoundrel and a womanizer to boot. I have never seen a dishwasher who can move like you he said holding out his hands. The oven, his furious ex, reddened her burners and threw out some pots and pans. We laughed and we swirled and we boogied and we dipped. She threw out ovenware but The frig and I ducked every one. I shut his door, so we could dance up a storm. Refrigerator boogie was so exciting and fun! Dishwashers are reputed to be the best dancers around, And I was confident as we twirled, we were breaking brand new ground The ovens burners were blood red now, the kitchen was like a Sauna. I blew him a kiss and whirled away giving him back to his ex, so sound. As they trotted through the the kitchen, laughing, their sensors lit, I danced around them with a loud dishwasher's whoop Dee Dee Now whenever the three of us decide to liven the kitchen a bit, We dance cheek to cheek, and throw sauce pans, the wild three!